Lurking, screeching, rumbling,

Every day,

The hunger inside of me,

Is a perpetual prey,

My body screams,

My mind can’t keep straight,

My brain keeps puzzling,

The rest of my foredoomed fate.

Every now and then,

I don’t know what to do,

Diseases are my mutual friends,

Anorexia or the flu.

The hunger fuels,

my sleepless nights.

Though I keep surviving,

Till the end of this fight.

There are 800 million out there,

Like me,

Are we that concealed?

Constantly, begging for food: our only plea.

But how long can I endure this?

Preserve the starvation at bay,

Each day, all I see,

The hunger growing inside of me…

This poem is about: 
Our world


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